Novel & Cerita Demon Sesshomaru

Tamamo's eyes were filled with desire as she licked her lips. “Wait a minute,” Sutoku interrupted. “Are you saying that Shuten-douji lost to a single human?” “Yup! That human was able to go defend against the [Thousand Army Decapitation]. He was also able to break through the gourd.” “I see. Then it should be easy.” Amaterasu was somewhat relieved. If it were a single human, then Tamamo should be able to handle it. That vixen enjoyed hunting down attractive males, after all.

James replied, “I killed him.” Youri pointed at James and said, “That’s impossible. You’re saying you did it alone? You might have a Thousand Paths Holy Body, but you’re just a Quasi Acmean. The Devouring Demon is a Terra Acmean. He also wields a powerful weapon and has twelve death spirits. Yet, you’re claiming to have killed him?” James did not bother elaborating further. The current situation played out exactly as James had hoped for. During the commotion, Qimat remained standing beside Youri.

“Katarina de’Basille.” Kat sat forward in her seat, leaning her forearms on the desk and giving Ruben an intense stare. “What is the name Basille to you?” “Basille? There is only one Basille that I know of…Lord Basille…One of the ninth level High Demon Lords in the Demon Realm.” Kat looked intensely at Ruben with her eyebrows raised waiting for him to make the connection. Suddenly his eyes went wide and they lifted to hers with a look that was hard to decipher. She smiled ever angelically at him, such a huge contrast from the formidable mouth of teeth just moments ago.

He watched as his fellow warriors were been slaughtered and innocent souls leaking in the air. 'He is a demon then why is he weak? 'Why don't he posses other powers apart from reading minds.' Thinking about that a smile crawled into his head and his heart litted. "Special..We are been ambushed! I need you here." He whispered in his head.

He knew they never liked him. Hunter was eight years old when he met Sebastian Bryant. At that time, he was in Japan, held by a group of yakuza. He didn't know who he was or where he came from. The yakuza who took him in called him "Zen." They were involved in illegal activities and were brutal, but they treated him well, especially the leader, who even considered passing the group on to him. However, due to a betrayal by one of the members, the leader was killed, and the group was captured by UN special forces. One of the UN special force leaders at that time was Sebastian. In addition to being the Alpha of the Silver Luminaries and the Leader of the Astral Guardian, Sebastian was also a me

"What happened?" He took a deep breath. "He's grown up and become an Alpha of the pack. He's free from resentment and sadness. Now, he seeks revenge. He became heartless and mercilessly killing the innocent and defenseless Wolves. His demonic wolf has grown now and very powerful, pushing him to conquer different packs. The more worrying now is with each new enemy he encounters, his death become even closer. Once he died, the process will be finalized, and he will return as a Demon Alpha God to unleash widespread destruction."

Kasey peered at the tall dark figure before jumping out of her chair. "It's you!" Kasey shouted surprised by the newcomer. Sonneillon smiled, "Charmed that you bothered to remember, doll." Kasey instantly became wary and glanced at Mammon with confusion and anger. Mammon slowly stood and smiled at them, "I wasn't aware you two had already met." "I didn't either. He never mentioned his name." Kasey's body instinctively moved into a more balanced stance, as if prepared to fight. Mammon glanced between them before touching Kasey's shoulder, "Well, let me introduce him, that is Sonneillon, he's a demon of anger and hate."

Alex still tried to maintain a patient tone, “Although the First Demon King was indeed a werewolf, we are not his descendants. And I believe that he never had any descendant at all, your race made sure of it. Our pack came from a long line of were-beasts that stayed in the forest even after the rise of the First Demon King. And the closest contact that our ancestors had with the First Demon King was when they signed the pact that he will leave our ancestors alone while he tries to take over the world.”

"A demon?" "They are close to your demons. They have a vast amount of powers, but like all corporeal creatures, they are bound by rules. They can't take your soul on their own, they need help and that's where Jenevive comes in. She offered this Daemon all the souls that she can gather for all the power that he could give her." I stayed silent because it was obvious telling this story was hard for her and I didn't know if my words of sympathy would help or harm her.

Straight to the point I see. “I didn’t like the on going idea of me leaving here without saying much, I see you most days anyways”. I shrug averting my gaze. Looking back we stare at one another. It seems we tend to do that often. “How do humans do these things anyways? get to know one another.” “Humans?” She repeats with a brow lifted and a half smile. Should I just spit it out? She probably won’t believe me anyways. I sit back in my seat and open my legs widely and take a deep breath emitting boredom. “I’m a demon.”